Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

The duel between Amy and Albin once again attracted a lot of attention.

On the one hand, she is a talented melee magic girl who has broken into the top 64 and has never met a better opponent.

One side is the ice department senior magician who waves his hand and freezes the whole room, and even the corner of his clothes is not touched by his opponent.

Ice versus fire.

The battle between melee mage and far attack mage.

In this thousand square field, there are countless possibilities.

"This kind of moment... Should belong to me..." kasadin, who won the entrance ticket to the top 32 of the junior group, looked at the two people on the screen and almost crushed his teeth.

If he had not been relegated, he would be one of the 64 and will be promoted to the top 32.

Instead of being suspected of bullying children all the time

"You are also a level seven magician?" Andre asked curiously, looking at crassus.

The ministers and magicians on the high stage also looked at Kelasu one after another. Before, Kelasu's apprentice killed her opponent in almost every game. For a moment, people couldn't figure out her strength.

No one would think that she defeated her opponent by luck. Even the first level six local mage who fought with her used her strongest defense.

What people care about is whether Krasu's apprentice has really broken level 7 and become a senior magician.

If so, she will become the youngest senior magician in history.

"I haven't broken through the shackles of level seven yet." Krasu smiles and shakes his head.

Everyone was relieved, especially the magicians in the wizard tower.

"But it should be soon." Krasu said slowly.

The magicians in the wizard tower have changed their faces. They can already imagine that the younger generation of magicians who have been oppressed by Elena for more than ten years will fall into another era of genius hegemony.

This terrible cycle, from an elf to a half elf.

"The realm is just a man-made thing. I always don't agree to regard it as the only standard of strength. An ordinary person standing behind a magician can chop him to death with a kitchen knife." Krasu continued.

People look different, for Krasu's statement have their own thoughts, but did not speak.

When the big guys were talking on the stage, the host announced that the final round of duel officially began.

Albin raised the wand in his hand and quickly recited the incantation in his mouth. The ice elements quickly gathered, and a little frost appeared at his feet, and quickly spread around. He quickly built three ice walls in front of him to block the straight line between him and Amy.

He obviously learned from the failure experience of those magicians who were killed by Amy, and built a defense line at the first time to prevent Amy from approaching quickly, leaving enough time for his higher-level magic casting.

"The instant ice wall technique is worthy of being a high-level magician trained by the mage Tower!"

"Now the little girl can't get close quickly. When she breaks through the three ice walls, it must be high-level magic to meet her."

"Is this the end of the legend?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and many of the audience who had become Amy's fans began to worry.

"The textbook response is worthy of elder martial brother Albin!"

"A melee magician who can't get close to him is the same as a gunner who can only wave his gun."

"Yes, master Krasu often uses fireball to deter the dragon. Melee magic should be combined with long-range attack magic to form a strong combat effectiveness in the battle."

The discussion of MAGE tower is more in-depth, but generally speaking, it is not optimistic that Amy can win.

"Ice?" Amy's eyes brightened as he looked at the three ice walls and Albin, who was gathering high-level ice magic

"Well?"

Albin and the audience were stunned, and then looked at Amy's ice gun.

It's a two meter long ice gun. The tip of the gun is shining in the sun. The breath of ice is around the ice gun. The active and restless ice elements are almost visible to the naked eye.

Such a slender ice gun was held by little Amy, but there was no sense of disobedience, on the contrary, there was a feeling of special fit.

"Wind and fire wheel!" Amy let out a cry suddenly. Two spinning fireballs appeared at her feet and lifted her up one meter above the ground.

The mage's cloak was hunting, the wind and fire wheels were whirling under his feet, and his ice gun was sharp.

Amy at the moment, valiant.

"Rocket gun! Break it for me

Amy drank milk and threw his ice gun like a javelin.

The ice gun turned into a streamer and flew out. There was a flash of fire at the end of the ice gun, and the speed of the ice gun suddenly increased to the extreme.

The air of ice and cold surrounded it, just like two ice dragons, protecting the ice gun towards Albin hiding behind the three ice walls.

This is a duel between ice and ice. The speed of ice gun is extremely fast. It spans tens of meters. Along the way, it devours the cold air between heaven and earth and grows stronger.

On the other side, there are three and a half meter thick ice walls in front of Albin. He is still singing the magic formula quickly in his mouth. Countless cold air are converging towards the top of the magic wand. As long as you give him a little more time, this high-level magic can be completed.

But he was late.

Three thick walls of ice are like bubbles in front of the ice wall.

Between the ice flakes in the sky, a sharp edge pierced Albin's eyebrows.

Albin's face changed dramatically, and the piercing cold covered him. He knew that he could not avoid it.

The audience also opened their mouths and closed their eyes in fear.

Just then, an ice shield suddenly appeared in front of Albin.

Ding!

The ice gun hit the ice shield and made a clear sound. After chiseling a hole in the ice shield, it broke into several pieces.

When Albin looked at the ice shield in front of him, he was also stunned. Then he realized that the high-level magic he was about to finish had just failed. Subconsciously, he set up an ice wall in front of him.

"Why?" Amy looked at the broken ice gun, and then at Albin, showing a little doubt, and felt out an ice gun again.

"Albin, you lost." On the high stage, a magician in a white robe stood up and cheered coldly.

After hearing this, Albin looked up at the high platform. He came back to the source of the ice shield. He pulled away the ice wall in shame and left the war zone with a red face. He arched his hand to Amy and said, "I lost."

"You're welcome." Amy arched her hand just like Albin, and still didn't understand how she won.